"Parties can call themselves whatever they wish," Beatrice chuckled, "but as I've seen the only ideology parties hold is that which is true to their own interests. So-called democratic states don't get it, ultimately, they are temporal while you, and I, we're here for the long term. We don't have loyalties to one ideology over the other, no party to call our boss, only the People." Beatrice took a moment of pause, "Now, to prepare you, imagine me as some stone-faced member of the Diet, I'm sure I can imagine a question or two they may throw your way."
Beatrice stood and cleared her throat, "Your Majesty, until now your nation has had no connection to the First Empire, why should we trust that our interests are rooted in furthering relations?" After a pause she presented another question, "You've questionable history with the Iwi, what are you doing to rectify these historic issues?"
"At the end of the day," she continued as she sat down, "such questions shouldn't be expected in great quantity; the meeting with the Diet is mostly a formality. The power to sign treaties and engage in foreign policy is under the remit of Chrysanthemum Throne, I've allowed the Diet the privilege of review but I believe they understand the origins of such an arrangement. The measure, you can say, is one of future proofing, to ensure a future monarch would be able to be checked effectively if they strayed from Rokkenjiman tradition and values. We shouldn't expect great difficulties, nor a hard crowd so to say, before the Diet."